If your Mother Did Not Love You

the way she could have.
Your heart is never quite full.
If your mother was not who she could have been,
your soul is somehow incomplete.
If your inner little girl was not taught how to feel,
your journey is not easy my friend.
You owe it to that girl to learn.
You owe it to her to make love.
You owe it to her to create a world so full of love, that it will eventually out-shadow the demons of your past.

And here’s the thing about that…
Love regenerates.
So make it and watch it blossom in the hearts of those around you.
And watch them pass it on and on and on until you have singlehandedly made enough love, and more, to fill that void you carry and to fill the voids of anyone who crosses your path.

If your mother did not love you, the way she could have,
you have some catching up to do,
But I know you will my friend.
I know you will.
It starts with you.

~Donna Ashworth

Art: Audrey Gilbert

Mothering Self

May we see our mother as a human being with her own unresolved trauma and inner child pain.

May we release her scarcity mentality by having the courage to be seen and to create.

May we free the pain of her criticism by speaking words of encouragement, empowerment, and embodiment to both ourselves and other woman.

May we understand that when she engaged in relationships that harmed us, she was deeply struggling with her own self worth.

May we see her opinions, as just that, not fact.

May we know that she can only give us the grace she has given herself.

May we grieve all she could not give us and accept our anger around it.

May we witness her survival mode and shamelessly call in abundance, cooperation, and self trust.

May we breathe as she triggers the inner child within us and honor any boundary we need to establish with her.

May we have the self love to create those boundaries for ourselves and hold them even her response hurts.

May we see that those who trigger us the most mirror her traits, and use this to guide us in our healing.

May we gain more awareness that the voice in our head is primarily her voice, and that we are welcome to question it.

May we know that as adults we always have an opportunity to mother ourselves. This is our liberation #selfhealers

Homecoming- GreatMother

And the Great Mother said:

Come my child and give me all that you are.
I am not afraid of your strength and darkness, of your fear and pain.
Give me your tears. They will be my rushing rivers and roaring oceans.
Give me your rage. It will erupt into my molten volcanoes and rolling thunder.
Give me your tired spirit. I will lay it to rest in my soft meadows.
Give me your hopes and dreams. I will plant a field of sunflowers and arch rainbows in the sky.
You are not too much for me. My arms and heart welcome your true fullness.
There is room in my world for all of you, all that you are.
I will cradle you in the boughs of my ancient redwoods and the valleys of my gentle rolling hills.
My soft winds will sing you lullabies and soothe your burdened heart.
Release your deep pain. You are not alone and you have never been alone.

Linda Reuther, from Homecoming

Art: Lucy Pierce ”Always Held”


In the beginning was the Mother.
On the first day, She gave birth to light and darkness.
They danced together.
On the second day, She gave birth to land and water. They touched.
On the third day, She gave birth to green growing things.
They rooted and took a deep breath.
On the fourth day, She gave birth to land, sea, and air creatures.
They walked and flew and swam.
On the fifth day, Her creation learned balance and cooperation.
She thanked her partner for coaching her labor.
On the sixth day, She celebrated the creativity of all living things.
On the seventh day, She left space for the unknown.
-Patricia Lynn Reilly, Be Full of Yourself

Painting by Danielle Boodoo-Fortuné